Shattered Illusions Love Lies and Redemption (Lizetta and Remington) novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142 

She couldn’t have it all–good rep and all, making poor Lizetta take the fall, huh? 

“Remington, listen to this! She’s got the nerve to talk back to me right in front of you. And just now, when Eve. came over to check on her, she shoved Eve to the ground! If anything happens to her baby, can she even handle that responsibility?” 

Evelina, clutching her belly, was all shaken up, leaning on the couch. Hearing this, she spoke up softly. 

“Mrs. Hanna Dashiell, don’t worry about me. I think I’m okay. Remington has always been protective of Lizetta. Don’t argue with him over me; It could strain your bond.” 

What a saint she sounded like, so virtuous and considerate, all for Hanna’s sake. Hanna, who’d been around the block in high society, might pick up on the subtle undertones in Evelina’s words, but Evelina was carrying the grandchild she’d been waiting for. 

Compared to Lizetta, she’d much rather have Evelina, the real deal, as a daughter–in–law. She shot Lizetta a glare and nudged Remington. 

“Listen to how sensible and aware Evelina is. Don’t let her overdo it, carry her to the room to rest, and call a doctor to check on her. She’s got her solo performance tomorrow, and we can’t have anything happening to her.” 

Remington frowned as he looked over at Evelina, her face as white as a sheet. 

“I’m really fine; I can walk by myself.” 

She tried to stand up using the armrest of the couch for support, but her legs were weak and she fell back, her forehead breaking out in a sweat 

Remington had just walked in and indeed saw Lizetta give a push, and Evelina fell onto the couch. 

He stepped forward, but suddenly a small hand grabbed his arm tightly. 

He looked down, following the hand, to see Lizetta with one eye red and the other tightly shut, looking pitifully at him. 

“Remington, I think something got in my eye; it hurts so much,” 

Lizetta wasn’t lying: her right eye felt more and more irritated by the second. The pain was almost unbearable, and she didn’t dare rub it herself, afraid it would only get worse. 

And here, besides him, she had no one else to turn to. Her vision blurred, but Remington frowned and said coldly. 

“Lizetta, playing games is all about timing! Let go!” 

She had the nerve to splash water on Evelina earlier, and now she was playing the helpless card? His voice was so deep, so stern. Lizetta felt a chill down her spine, and her grip on his sleeve loosened as she curled up and pulled back. 

She felt utterly ridiculous- as if, just because he had protected her from a slap earlier, she mistook him for her knight in shining armor, like when she was little. But she had forgotten. 

Remington was no longer her protector. She sure had a short memory when it came to lessons learned. 

“Hurry, Remington, take Evelina to your room! And call the doctor already!” 

Remington took Evelina in his arms and headed to a room on the east side of the first floor, while Hanna busily ordered the servants around. 

Chapter 142 

Lizetta watched them go, her eyes stinging with pain. That room was prepared by Hanna for Remington.